My father is a Confucian sage, but the system forces me to be a crude warrior

Chapter 381: Zeng Aiqing is promoted to Grand Tutor of the Crown Prince!

Kill Ji Qing...

You, Zeng Anmin, were able to kill Ji Qing?

This statement was like a huge joke, echoing throughout the entire hall.

But no one dared to laugh out loud.

The current Duke of Qi stood in the main hall, his gaze like a knife scraping across everyone's faces.

Emperor Jianhong was looking at Zeng Anmin calmly at this moment.

It's impossible to tell what he's thinking.

Zeng Anmin remained neither humble nor arrogant; he took a step forward, his body ramrod straight.

"Your Majesty, Ji Qing's spy organization has swindled my nephew."

"After I saw through his plan, he became enraged and intercepted me at the foot of the Western Hills outside the capital. I had no choice but to kill him."

……

Saying this is the same as not saying it.

Fortunately, Emperor Jianhong managed to get everyone's questions answered.

"How did you kill Ji Qing?"

coming.

Zeng Anmin knew that this was actually what Emperor Jianhong was concerned about.

How could a fourth-rank Confucian scholar like myself kill a third-rank martial artist?
This is actually a difficult question to answer.

"Because of my dad."

Zeng Anmin generously pointed to Zeng Shilin:
“My father was a second-grade Quasi-Saint, and he had long ago infused me with his great power.”

"Ji Qing wanted to kill me, but was instead devoured by the great power that my father had planted within me long ago."

……

……

Reasonable and well-founded.

Emperor Jianhong looked over at Zeng Shilin.

"Cough cough."

Zeng Shilin slowly stepped forward from among the court officials and gave a slight bow to Emperor Jianhong:
“Your Majesty, what Zeng Anmin said is indeed true.”

"After my master took me as his disciple, he taught me a method that allows one to use one's own cultivation to protect others."

“I was worried about my son, so I used this method on him.”

……

Emperor Jianhong's eyelids twitched slightly.

He gave Zeng Shilin a deep look:

"What method is it?"

"This..." Zeng Shilin's face showed a troubled expression, and he sighed:

"This is a closely guarded secret of our sect and cannot be revealed to outsiders. Your Majesty, please do not make things difficult for me."

Just then, a figure appeared.

Xing Siya, the Eastern Supervisor of the Imperial City.

He stepped forward from among the officials, his gaze fixed directly on Zeng Shilin:
"Then I would like to ask Lord Wenqing."

"Ji Xuan is dead, but his body is still there. No matter how you look at it, his body was cut by the qi formed from martial arts aura..."

When asked this question, his expression was one of respect.

But there was a hint of doubt in his tone.

These words piqued everyone's curiosity.

"Yes, although the corpse was in disarray and difficult to piece together, the wounds suggest that it died from the unique qi of a martial artist."

"This is a closely guarded secret of my sect, and it is indeed not appropriate to reveal it."

Zeng Shilin's gaze turned solemn, and he bowed to Emperor Jianhong, saying:

"If Your Majesty does not believe me, may I ask my tutor to explain it to Your Majesty in person?"

……

Emperor Jianhong's face twitched involuntarily twice.

The word "explanation" carries too much weight.

Who was the Confucian sage?
Even before the Great Sage Emperor Taizu was born, the Confucian sage was already a figure revered by millions.

You want someone to come forward and explain to you how a mere third-rank martial artist died?

Do you think the Confucian sage would hang you?

"You flatter me, there's no need for that."

Emperor Jianhong waved his hand gently and began to pronounce his verdict.

At this point, there's nothing more to discuss.

Because he could already guess that no matter what he asked next, Zeng Shilin would only give the same answer.

This is a closely guarded secret of my sect.

After saying that, who would dare to ask any further questions?

Aren't you afraid that one day the Confucian sage will come and have a heart-to-heart talk with you?

Emperor Jianhong gave the father and son a deep look, then his gaze fell on Zeng Anmin and he said:
"Minister Zeng has made meritorious contributions in solving the case."

"Give him a thousand pieces of gold."

"Zeng Shilin assisted Zeng Anmin in killing Ji Qing."

"He is granted a thousand pieces of gold and the title of Grand Tutor to the Crown Prince."

At this point, his gaze turned to Bai Ziqing again:
"Bai Ziqing has made meritorious contributions in assisting Zeng Anmin in solving the case, and is hereby awarded a thousand taels of gold."

"Ji Qing neglected his duties, abused his power for personal gain, and arbitrarily killed an official appointed by the imperial court. His crimes are unforgivable."

"Although he is dead, his crimes are not yet over, therefore his property is being confiscated!"

At this point, Emperor Jianhong looked towards Bai Ziqing:
"As for how to confiscate their property, that's up to Minister Bai to decide."

Bai Ziqing immediately stepped forward and bowed to accept the order.

……

However, among the court officials...

Grand Secretary Li Zhen's breath hitched slightly.

Grand Tutor to the Crown Prince...

His gaze subtly drifted towards Zeng Shilin.

The hands under the sleeves clenched unconsciously.

The Zeng family's current glory is unprecedented in the Great Holy Dynasty.

It can be said that, apart from having real power, Zeng Shilin is now even more virtuous than Li Zhen.

But in terms of reputation, he is more famous than anyone else.

…………

With things progressing to this point, Zeng Anmin breathed a sigh of relief.

The house was ransacked.

I'm good at this job.

As for whether the Xi Huang Diagram is actually in Ji Qing's residence... let's copy it first and then talk about it.

Even if it's not in his residence, there must be other clues.

If we continue searching along the clues, we will surely find the Xi Huang Map.

"Xiang Donglai."

Emperor Jianhong's gaze finally fell on the trembling old man.

"I'm here..."

Xiang Donglai rose and came before the emperor, head bowed, hands clenched tightly.

"I am deeply saddened by the death of your son, but the murderer has been brought to justice."

"Are you satisfied with my judgment?"

"Your Majesty is just and fair; I am deeply grateful."

The signs of aging on Xiang Donglai's face seemed to have faded somewhat.

The death of Xiang Wangxian was a significant blow to him.

"Ji Qing is dead, but the northern border cannot be without a general for even a day."

"You have been recuperating from your injuries for several years, and your body should be fully recovered. I wish to appoint you as a general and send you to the northern border to subdue the demons."

Emperor Jianhong sighed softly:
“My Holy Dynasty’s Major General, old General, I also wish to let you live out your days in the capital, but alas…

At this point, his face was filled with helplessness:

"I hope the old general can thank me for my understanding."

A look of sadness crossed Xiang Donglai's aged face as he shook his head and said:

"I am old and frail, and in my twilight years, I am willing but unable to perform my duties."

"With Dean Shi here, he can be of great help to the old general. The old general should not refuse this matter."

Emperor Jianhong slowly rose from his dragon throne, looking at Xiang Donglai with concern, and said:

"The Xiang family of the capital is a family of loyal and righteous men."

"Xiang Wangxian's son has reached the age to serve as the Crown Prince's tutor, and will be personally instructed by Duke Wenqing."

Wen Qinggong.

It is Zeng Shilin's posthumous title.

But nowadays, whether it's ordinary people or the imperial court, everyone highly regards the title of Duke Wenqing.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

"Your subject is willing to go through fire and water for the Great Holy Dynasty, even unto death!"

…………

This court session eventually came to an end.

Zeng Anmin secretly resented Emperor Jianhong for being too stingy.

He killed a third-rank martial artist and then rewarded himself with a thousand gold pieces.

Why don't you give yourself a title?
"Go back to the manor and wait for me."

Just as he was feeling utterly bored, his father's voice rang out.

(End of this chapter)